All posts for the month November, 2016

Me, Myself, + Music Monday: 11/28/2016 Edition, aka: The Writer, The Gangsta, + The War of the Chores Edition

Published November 28, 2016 by swanielwolfambrosia2010

The photo collage is from Stephen King’s Twitter page, while the song on repeat is from a 2006 gangster rap album, from my Google Play Music department.  Post no. 89 will be written while I await Episode 67 of Epic Rap Battles of History.


I’ve been running around the Northeast area like a zombified chicken with no head all day.  But, now that the running is over (…for now), I’m back at the blog again with some new shit to share from my closet office.  Here goes.

I went to the clinic, picked up my weekly allowance of $50, which was supposed to be spent on 4 Harry Potter movies on DVD at Walgreens after depositing, but here’s what I spent it all on instead:

  • $24 for taking my mom’s Samsung Digital Camera out of the pawn shop
  • $7 for 2 light bulbs for my dolphin lamp, given to me from George, my boss/neighbor
  • $6 for 5 ninety-nine-cent cans Rockstar Pure Zero Mango Orange Passionfruit
  • $12 for 2 music CDs, 5 standup comedy specials, 5 movies, another TV series, and 2 TV shows in the pilot season

Once my mom gives me back my $24, I’m going to Walgreens later on this week with my intention on buying Harry Potters 4 & 5 on DVD for a reasonable price.  Then, next Monday, I’ll be at Walgreens with the intention on buying Harry Potters 6-8, as well, right after paying my cell phone bill on the way there from depositing my $111 into my card.  Nothing said or done can bullshit me from my intentions on getting every last Harry Potter DVD movie, since I already got all 8 books and 3 out of the 8 movies.  When will people fucking learn that, other than bills and rent, my money is motherfucking mine to spend, and mine alone?!  I know they ain’t ever going to fucking learn, period.  People know who I’m talking about.

Have you noticed how my own shit gets delayed later and later than my intentional plans?  People + Choreville are the very fucking reasons why my own shit either gets done later or it never gets done at all, but always delayed like a motherfucker!  Now do you see why I keep my evil tamed?  Now do you see why I can’t be so fucking evil?  Now do you see why that quiet evil, once out, isn’t worth the jail nor the lesbianism I fear worst of any fear in the world?  Blame the demanding motherfuckers who ask way too much.

Now that’s what I call a fucking rant, for real!  Now, all I said before my rant even appeared was that I intend on going to, and buying, every last Harry Potter movie at, Walgreens.  However, I didn’t expect the rant to be out in such interrogative fashion….like Mariska Hartigay/Olivia Benson getting at a retarded motherfucker’s throat, raw and rogue, with serious evil in her eyes.  Holy motherfucking shit.

Anyway, after this gets posted (sorry for my evil in advance), I’ll try my recordings again, this time, with more disciplined clarity.  I will see you all at pre-sunrise.



Frisky on Fire Friday: 11/25/2016 Edition, Also Known As: The EDM On, World Off Edition

Published November 25, 2016 by swanielwolfambrosia2010

Seventeen days ago, Orange 45 rigged ALL OF US.  Now, two weeks and three days later, reality is hitting the fan harder than usual.

Since overnight Sunday, I got scared with laryngitis.  I haven’t used my voice much throughout the whole week, so I should be up and straight by tomrrow morning….or I’ll end up buying Dimetapp Monday.

James, my boyfriend, had his Facebook hacked yet again.  That was a minor scare, contrasted to the aforementioned.  The Force is telling me he’ll be back on with me in a very short while, so, when he’s back on Facebook, I’m damn sure to be ready….and to be on the refire when he talks to me once again.  *fingers crossed*  It’s the second time this year!

Yesterday was fun…but hectic than a motherfucker.  The cooking was done for me, at least.  Cowboys kicked Redskin ass….and the ending wasn’t too happy, believe me.

Today, I was all over the damn place, yet again not leaving me anytime for me to write any posts or record a vlog episode or nothing.  Wednesday was every fucking failed attempt to do episode 13 of The Archangel Diaries, my vlog, all because of adulting.  All I’m thinking is:  If the motherfucking adulting comes back Sunday morning, and the motherfucker gets me so fucking exhausted from doing whatever people want done, and I sleep with no motherfucking me-time left….except late night……I’m killing motherfuckers!  …and nobody wants that, so I keep my mouth closed and do I as I’m told, because there’s no room for jail in my life.  Sad, I know, but it’s unfortunately true.

Now I’m writing post no. 88, while playing Noisia’s song, Machine Gun, on Spotify, on my laptop, and drinking a 2-liter Diet Dr. Pepper……Poor Justin Guarini….this one’s for Prince….and for Justin Guarini.  *light chuckle/lol*

Here’s the plan for the last thirty-seven days of 2016, as follows:

Starting tonight…or tomorrow….or anytime after church at Destiny Sunday, I’ll retry recording Episode XIII for the Archangel Diaries.  If I make through for just 75% of an hour successfully, then successions will follow.

As for Literature Is Medicine….I had to erase all original recordings, due to adulting taking over the time I needed for myself to read (unfairly blasphemous!), so I’ll start from scratch tonight also…with either A Game of Thrones or The Maze Runner….or something.  If succeeded, then Episode 1 will be reopen for publication via social media.  If not, then y’all will have to wait until Sunday, January 1, 2017, to see Episode 1 Part 1 (hella unfairly blasphemous!).  ….nobody wants that wait, either.

In the meantime, there’s still time to clean my room, remake my bed, wash all, and donate some of, my laundry, take the dogs-and myself-for a walk before the shit gets snowed so badly it won’t be such a godly idea to do so until April, revitalize bookshelves, rearrange the windowpane, and get some sleep at night without anxiety over the time for myself taken away….so, if I’m not on the laptop, its’s because I decided to take my nightly medication and soothe myself to sleep with Kenny G earlier than or by 9 pm tonight, y’all.

I’ll be writing more recipes for my foodie blog on WordPress, as well, starting tomorrow morning, the second I’m awoken, so watch for them, too.

That’s going to be it, for now, of course, but, before I go, I have one last thing to say, and that is:

I’m thankful for ALL OF YOU.  The Cosmos Loves Us All.

So, yeah, I’m done now.  See y’all in the morrow.


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